I didn’t deliberately set up that thing in the Weekender where Dots has X number of songs because I knew that this would happen — the Weekender gets compiled over the course of the week, as you’d imagine, and I wasn’t even thinking about that point anymore — but MY DUDES LOOK IT’S DOTS AND A WHOLE AND PRETTY LONG SET!
There’s lots of artsy stuff for the first 5:45 or so; skip ahead if you only want idoling; there are also dead spots in the audio, because of course
I like to imagine that the automated spotlight in the immediate foreground is in fact a very excited dancing robot.
- The number of Dots on stage at any given point is uncertain; as Rick Sanchez would point out, that makes the existence of Dots completely hypothetical
- Yanakoto Sotto Mute gets all the credit for being super artsy-fartsy, and they are, but they’re more akin to a thesis project in performance; Dots is more like your local arts collective’s seasonal project that you’re only supposed to enjoy after having some of the “herbal” tea
- That one MC moment may be the first time that I’ve seen all nine Dots together at once
- Do the Dots have a leader? Merch? Can you buy one of those neat little visors? How about your own mismatched white dress?
Nonetheless, let the record show that I love this bizarre little project so much. I want to buy them all ice cream or something.